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I never knew that having sex could feel so good. I discover more and more ways to pleasure with Kaden every day. We experiment together. He’s happy, I can feel it.

And I’m happy, too. Happier than I’ve ever been.

His breathing changes, and I know he’s close. He lifts a hand to my breast, circling my nipple, then bending to take it in his mouth. He nips at it, and a cry escapes me. It feels amazing.

Then he drops his hand between my legs, rubbing my clit, and I come apart, shaking against him. He grips my hips and lifts me a little to better slam into me a few more times as I ride the aftershocks, then he’s coming, too, stifling a cry on my shoulder.

“God I love you,” he breathes.

My heart does a funny little flip. But that’s just post-orgasmic talk, isn’t it? Nothing to take seriously.

Although I’m falling for him. Especially because I am falling for him, no matter how I fight it.

“Mmmf. What are you doing?”

“I’m taking a picture of you.”

“Now? Why?”

Because he looks gorgeous, sprawled naked on my sheets, his blond hair loose, his mouth reddened. He’s lying on his stomach, his hard body in full display, the round globes of his ass slightly splayed, one arm folded under his head.

Like a classical statue of a man.

Only I want to lick him, drag my tongue and lips over every part of him, squeeze every defined muscle and bite into it.

I’d bite into that ass. Totally.

“Fuck,” he mumbles, lifting his head from his arm, his eyes widening. “That’s a monster of a camera. What are you, a professional?”

“Yes, as a matter of fact.”

“Damn…” He huffs a laugh and lets his head fall back down.

“What?”

“That’s damn sexy.”

Shucks. His words make me feel warm inside. I’m proud of my profession, of my art, but he thinks it’s sexy, and that’s… cute. And nice.

And yeah, he never asked me what I do for a living before. He’s seen a few of my photos, the ones I managed to hang. I bet he thought I was a programmer or something. I did spend most of my free time updating my website.

“You never told me…” He reaches for my hand, tugs me down with him until he can look into my eyes. “What happened with your fiancé. Why you moved away from him.” He grins. “Not that I’m complaining. His loss.”

There’s a light in his eyes lately that draws me in. I lean in, kiss his mouth. “My fiancé … he slept with my cousin. I found them together. He’d been doing it for a while. So I packed my things and left.”

He strokes my cheek. “I’ll never do that to you. I swear. No secrets.”

He’s been honest with me from the start. I turn to kiss his hand. “I don’t believe in love at first sight.”

“I don’t, either. Took me a couple of hours to be sure.”

I laugh softly. “So is this what it is?”

“Love at second sight? Maybe.” He brushes hair from my face. “I know I love you. And I like being with you. A lot. So what do you say we take it a day at a time?”

“Sounds good to me.” And my heart is soaring.

His phone rings much later, as I’m sitting at my computer, downloading the pictures I took of him. They’re good, although not as good as the man himself. I’m totally making that Christmas themed calendar and giving it to him, so he can see how gorgeous he is.


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